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Desire-Unleash out in two days. JUNE 5TH! 6/5. How are we feeling Engene? What's your favorite song on the album? And what's your favorite version?

Favorite song for me: Flashover or Bad Desire (With or Without You)

Favorite version: Mine or Engene

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Wrapped in Your Warmth

| Sunoo had always been the type to cling— to warmth, to laughter, to the people he loved most. And from the moment he fell for you, there was no escaping his touch, his presence, his overwhelming affection. Whether it was his arms wrapped around you in the middle of the day, his head resting on your shoulder during quiet moments, or the way he'd whine whenever you tried to leave his side, one thing was certain— Sunoo wasn't just a lover; he was a constant, a warmth you'd never want to be without.

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The sun was beginning to set, casting a golden hue over the cityscape as you stepped through the door of your cozy apartment. You kicked off your shoes, letting out a sigh of relief. It had been a long day at work, and all you wanted was to curl up in bed and let your body sink into the softness of your blankets.

Before you could make it to your room, however, you heard the faint hum of music coming from the living room. Your heart did a little flutter, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips. Sunoo was here. Of course, he was. The two of you had been dating for nearly a year now, and in that time, you'd grown accustomed to his near-constant presence. He was clingy, but in the best way possible. Every moment with him felt like a warm embrace.

You walked into the living room, finding him sprawled out on the couch, a blanket draped haphazardly over his lap as he scrolled through his phone. His face lit up the second he saw you.

"There you are!" Sunoo said, his voice filled with excitement as he quickly tossed his phone aside. "I've been waiting for you."

"You always wait for me," you teased, plopping down next to him on the couch. Immediately, his arms were around you, pulling you into his chest.

"I know," he pouted, "but it feels like forever when you're not here."

You couldn't help but chuckle. Sunoo had a way of making everything sound like the most dramatic thing in the world. You rested your head against his shoulder, taking in the familiar scent of his cologne— fresh and comforting.

"I missed you too," you whispered, and his pout quickly turned into a bright smile.

"I knew it," he grinned, tightening his arms around you. "You always miss me"

You leaned into him, feeling the warmth of his body seeping into yours. Being with Sunoo felt like being wrapped in a constant cocoon of affection. He was always there— whether it was draping himself over you while you tried to get work done or clinging to you during movie nights, insisting that he couldn't possibly watch without holding you.

"Are you tired?" he asked, brushing a strand of hair away from your face as he looked at you with those gentle, wide eyes.

"A little," you admitted. "It was a long day."

Sunoo's expression softened. "Then I'll take care of you." He shifted slightly, guiding you to lie down on the couch with your head resting in his lap. He started playing with your hair, his fingers threading through the strands in soothing motions.

"I don't need to be taken care of, Sunoo," you mumbled, your eyes fluttering closed at the relaxing sensation.

"I know," he said with a small smirk, "but I like doing it. I like making sure you're comfortable"

You smiled lazily, your body sinking deeper into the cushions. Sunoo was always like this—thoughtful, attentive, and, most of all, affectionate. His clinginess never felt overbearing; it was as if he had a sixth sense for when you needed comfort, even when you didn't realize it yourself.

"Do you want me to make you some tea?" Sunoo asked softly, his voice gentle.

You shook your head. "I'm fine. Just stay here."

"As if I'd go anywhere," he said with a giggle, shifting slightly so he could lean down and press a kiss to your forehead. "I'm not letting go."

And you believed him. Sunoo's arms were your sanctuary, his touch a constant reminder that you weren't alone.

After a while, he started humming softly, his fingers still gently combing through your hair. It was a melody you didn't recognize, but it was calming nonetheless. His presence had that effect—turning even the simplest moments into something warm and peaceful.

"Hey," you murmured after a few minutes of comfortable silence, "how was your day?"

Sunoo paused for a second, his fingers stilling in your hair. "It was okay," he said softly. "But it's much better now that you're here."

Your heart swelled at his words. Sunoo had a way of making you feel like you were the center of his world, and though you'd never say it out loud, you loved it. You loved being the one he clung to, the one he wanted to be with all the time.

"You're so clingy," you teased, though there was no bite in your words.

"Only because I love you," Sunoo shot back with a cheeky grin, his hand moving to gently cup your cheek. "And you love it."

You opened your eyes to look up at him, his face just inches away from yours. There was a soft, playful glint in his eyes, but behind that, there was something deeper—something real.

"I do love it," you admitted softly, reaching up to intertwine your fingers with his. "I love you."

Sunoo's eyes softened at your words, and for a moment, the playful energy between you two melted into something more tender. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.

"I love you too," he whispered against your lips, his voice soft but full of sincerity.

The kiss deepened, slow and sweet, as if Sunoo wanted to savor the moment. His hand slid down to rest on your waist, pulling you even closer to him. You melted into his touch, feeling the warmth of his body against yours as his lips moved softly over yours.

When you finally pulled away, your heart was racing, and your face was warm. Sunoo smiled down at you, his thumb gently brushing over your cheek.

"I think I'll keep you forever," he said with a playful grin.

"I think I'd like that," you replied, feeling the happiness bubble inside you.

Sunoo's grin widened, and he shifted so he could pull you fully into his arms again, wrapping you up in his warmth. You nuzzled into his chest, your face pressed against his heart as it beat steadily beneath your ear.

In moments like this, it didn't matter how hectic your day had been or how tired you were. Sunoo had a way of making everything better—of turning the ordinary into something extraordinary, simply by being there.

And as the two of you lay together, wrapped in each other's warmth, you knew that Sunoo clinginess wasn't something you'd grow tired of. If anything, it made you feel more loved than you ever thought possible.

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It annoys me so much that enhypen has to keep dealing with saesangs calling them on live when they just want to talk to REAL Engene. Saesangs need to wake up to reality and realize they would never have their Y/N moment. To every saesang out there LEAVE ENHYPEN ALONE AND GET A LIFE 😁

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Before we start this fanfic, this was requested by a user on tiktok

So thank you for the idea/request

This is a work of fiction, so don't take anything too seriously. It has some elements of real life, Sunki situations

So without further ado...

You Broke Me First- A Sunki fanfic

Song: You Broke Me First by Tate Mcrae

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Sunoo stood by the window, watching the rain pour down the glasses panes. It had been weeks since everything went down, but the hurt was still fresh. He could still remember the coldness in Ni-ki’s eyes when they last spoke---no warmth, no apology, just a wall between them that hadn't been there before. They had been inseparable once, but something changed. Slowly, without him even realizing it, they started drifting apart until Ni-ki wasn't the same person anymore.

The song playing on the speakers was one that Sunoo never thought would hit him so hard, but the lyrics felt too close to home:

"You Broke Me First"

Ni-ki had broken his heart, and Sunoo didn't even know if the younger boy cared.

Chapter 1: Once Upon a Friendship

It hadn't always been like this. Sunoo and Ni-ki had been close, practically glued to each other since their training days. Sunoo was the lively, bubbly one, while Ni-ki was more reserved, only opening up to a few people. Sunoo took pride in being one of those people, the one Ni-ki would come to when he was feeling down or overwhelmed.

They spent endless nights together, whether it was dancing in the practice room, playing video games in their dorm, or simply sitting in comfortable silence. Sunoo knew everything about Ni-ki----the way his eyes sparkled when he was passionate about something, the way his smile curved just slightly when he was genuinely happy, and the way his voice softened when he spoke late at night, revealing the vulnerable side he rarely showed.

But somewhere along the way, things began to change. Ni-ki started to pull away. He became distant, not replying to Sunoo’s texts as often, not seeking him out after a hard day. At first, Sunoo brushed it off, thinking that maybe Ni-ki just needed space or was stressed with their busy schedules. But soon, it became clear that something was wrong.

Chapter 2: The Break

It was a rainy evening when everything fell apart. Sunoo had been waiting in their shared dorm for Ni-ki to come home, hoping they could talk---clear the air and figure out what had gone wrong. But when Ni-ki finally arrived, he was cold, distant, like Sunoo was just another person in his life and not his best friend.

"Ni-ki," Sunoo had said softly, trying to keep his voice steady, "we need to talk."

Ni-ki barely glanced at him, throwing his jacket onto the couch and walking toward the kitchen. "What's there to talk about?"

Sunoo's heart sank. He hadn't expected an easy conservation, but Ni-ki's indifference cut deeper than he had anticipated.

"Why are you acting like this? What did I do?" Sunoo's voice wavered as he followed Ni-ki to the kitchen, watching as the younger boy filled a glass with water.

Ni-ki sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. "You didn't do anything, Sunoo. I just... things are different now."

"Different how?" Sunoo pressed, frustration bubbling up inside him. He hated this feeling of being shut out, of not knowing where they stood. "You won't talk to me, you barely look at me anymore. We used to be close, Ni-ki. What happened?"

For a moment, Ni-ki didn't answer, staring down at the water in his glass. Then he shrugged, his voice emotionless. "I guess I just grew out of it. Out of us," referring to their friendship.

The words felt like a punch to the gut. Sunoo stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest. Out of us. How could Ni-ki be so casual about something that meant everything to Sunoo?

"You don't mean that," Sunoo whispered, his voice barely audible. But deep down, he knew Ni-ki did mean it. The distance, the coldness---it had been building for months, and now it was crashing down around them.

Ni-ki finally looked at him, but there was no apology in his eyes, only resignation. "Sunoo, we're not kids anymore. Things change. People change."

And with that, Ni-ki walked out of the kitchen, leaving Sunoo standing there, shattered.

Chapter 3: Picking Up the Pieces

After that night, things only got worse. Ni-ki didn't make any efforts to fix things between them. In fact, he seemed relieved that the tension had finally been addressed, like it had been weighing on him more than Sunoo ever realized. They still had to work together, still had to smile for the cameras and pretend everything was fine, but behind closed doors, they were strangers again.

Sunoo threw himself into his work, hoping that the busy schedule would distract him from the pain. But no matter how many hours he spent practicing or how many shows they performed, he couldn't shake the emptiness that had taken root in his chest.

Ni-ki, on the other hand, seemed perfectly fine. He laughed with the other members, hung out with friends, and continued living his life as if nothing had happened. Sunoo couldn't understand how Ni-ki could move on from their friendship so easily, how he could break Sunoo’s heart and not even care.

One night, Sunoo was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, when his phone buzzed. It was a text from Ni-ki.

We need to talk

For a moment, Sunoo's heart skipped a beat. Maybe Ni-ki had realized what he had done. Maybe he wanted to apologize, to fix things. But then, reality set in. Ni-ki didn't care enough to make things right. He probably just wanted to clear the air so they could continue working together without awkwardness.

Sunoo hesitated before typing a response.

What's there to talk about?

It was petty, but Sunoo didn't care. He was tired of being the one who always cared too much, the one who always tried to fix things when Ni-ki couldn't be bothered.

Ni-ki's reply came quickly.

Meet me at the park in ten.

Chapter 4: Confrontation

Sunoo didn't want to go, but something inside him couldn't resist the pull. Maybe it was the part of him that still held onto hope, the part that wanted to believe that Ni-ki wasn't as cold-hearted as he seemed.

When Sunoo arrived at the park, Ni-ki was already there, leaning against a tree with his hands in his pockets. The air between them was thick with tension as Sunoo approached.

"You wanted to talk?" Sunoo's voice was clipped, his arms crossed over his chest.

Ni-ki nodded, not meeting his gaze. "Yeah."

There was a long pause before Ni-ki finally spoke again, his voice low. "I didn't mean for things to get so messed up between us. I didn't want to hurt you."

Sunoo scoffed, shaking his head. "Well, you did. You broke me, Ni-ki. You broke me, and you didn't even care."

"I did care," Ni-ki shot back, his voice rising. "I care more than you know."

"Then why didn't you do anything?" Sunoo's voice cracked, the frustration and pain bubbling to the surface. "Why did you let our friendship fall apart?"

Ni-ki finally looked at him, his eyes filled with guilt. "Because I didn't know how to fix it. I didn't know how to tell you I was scared---scared of losing you, scared of getting too close. So I pushed you away."

Sunoo's heart ached at the admission. He had never imagined that Ni-ki had been struggling just as much as he had. But that didn't change the fact that Ni-ki had hurt him, had broken him without a second thought.

"I needed you," Sunoo whispered, tears welling up in his eyes. "I needed you, and you weren't there."

Ni-ki stepped closer, his expression pained. "I'm sorry, Sunoo. I didn't mean to break you. I didn't mean to hurt you. That was never my intention."

But it was too late. The damage had been done, and no amount of apologies could change that.

Sunoo shook his head, stepping back. "You broke me first, Ni-ki. And I don't know if I can forgive you for that."

Chapter 5: Moving On

The days that followed were filled with silence. Ni-ki tried to make amends, but Sunoo kept his distance. He wasn't ready to forgive, wasn't ready to let Ni-ki back into his heart after everything that had happened. The pain was still too raw, too fresh.

Sunoo focused on himself, on healing, on finding happiness again without relying on Ni-ki. It wasn't easy, but slowly, he started to feel lighter. The hurt didn't go away overnight, but with time, it became easier to manage.

And then, one day, Sunoo realized that he didn't need Ni-ki to be happy. He had his own strength, his own worth, and he didn't need someone who had broken him to define his happiness.

Chapter 6: A New Beginning

Months later, Sunoo and Ni-ki stood on the same stage, performing together as if nothing had ever happened. To the outside world, they were still the same: two members of the same group, professional and polished, with perfectly coordinated smiles and synchronized movements. But behind the facade, they knew better.

Sunoo had changed, and so had Ni-ki. Sunoo no longer sought Ni-ki's approval or attention. He had learned to stand on his own, to find joy in himself and the other people in his life who cared about him. And Ni-ki---Ni-ki had learned what it felt like to lose someone he never thought he could lose.

After the performance, the group gathered backstage to celebrate. Sunoo joined in the laughter and chatter, genuinely smiling for the first time in a long time. Ni-ki hung back, watching him from a distance.

When the celebrations started to wind down and the other members scattered to their rooms, Ni-ki hesitated. He wanted to talk to Sunoo to try one last time to fix what he had broken. But did Sunoo even want to hear it? Did he deserve another chance?

Summoning his courage, Ni-ki approached him. Sunoo was sitting alone on the couch, scrolling through his phone. He glanced up when Ni-ki sat down beside him, his expression unreadable.

"What is it?" Sunoo asked, his voice calm but guarded.

Ni-ki fidgeted with the hem of his hoodie. "I know I've said it before, but I need you to hear it again. I'm sorry, Sunoo. For everything."

Sunoo set his phone aside and looked at him, his gaze unsteady. "Ni-ki, I've heard your apology. But saying sorry doesn't erase what happened. It doesn't fix how I felt---or still feel."

"I know," Ni-ki said quickly. "I'm not expecting it to. I just... I don't want to lose you completely. Even if we can't go back to how things were when we were best friends, I want to better. For you. For us. For our friendship"

Sunoo studied him for a moment, his expression softening. "You don't get to say that and expect me to just trust you again, Ni-ki. Trust takes time to rebuild."

"I'll wait," Ni-ki said without hesitation. "As long as it takes. I'll do whatever it takes."

Sunoo let out a small sigh, his lips twitching into a faint smile. "You always were stubborn."

Ni-ki grinned, the first genuine smile Sunoo had seen from him in months. "Guess some things don't change."

For the first time in a long time, the tension between them eased. It wasn't a perfect reconciliation, but it was a start---a fragile, tentative beginning. Sunoo wasn't ready to let Ni-ki back into his heart completely, but he was willing to give him a chance to prove that things could be different.

As they sat there, the distance between them no longer felt insurmountable. It would take time, patience, and effort, but maybe, just maybe, they could find their way back to each other---not as they once were, but as something stronger like they always do.

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Author's note: This is my first story, so it's not the best, but I hope you enjoyed the story nonetheless. Again, a big thank you to the person who commented that someone should make a fic based on this song, I never would have had the inspiration to post this if it weren't for you so thank you so much🥰

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